Sõnale light leiti 30 luuletust
In the shadows
I'we lived in shadows,
all my life.
I'we waited light,
to shine so bright.
To cast the veil,
from my dark life.
And lift me up,
to see the light.
I might seem cruel.
And out of mind.
I might have claws.
That tare your kind.
But even when,
there is but night.
A light will shine.
Through all that hate.
Your touch, your skin,
your glow without sin.
that comes from within.
It heals my wounds.
It clears my skin.
It takes me up.
To shine my sins.
We saw those berries, over-ripe and glowing,
in weak and tepid light of the October sun
persisting red as blood, in right full-growing,
without much inkling of the winter clouds to come.
And then a wind-gust brushed those heavy bunches:
and some of them burst, falling to the ground
on wilted grass, soon after, under branches
gold leaves with purple berries lay around.
And hand in hand we walked uphill together
and pushed by the capricious wind's bad weather,
eye to eye, as in anxiety, we asked:
our love's moist, joyful red in present flowering,
will life's wind carry it away, devouring,
or .....— Marie Under
Ah, earthly life burns in a myriad splendours
Not even deaths dark hazard can destroy.
I yield, a willing prisoner, to joy;
I never sorted with discreet pretenders.
And as the shaken glaucous wave engenders
Spindrift, so my green falling silks deploy
A froth, and all is stripped to the last toy,
And, caught in ecstasy, my sense surrenders.
Why does the blossom wanton in the light,
The blue horizon lure me to its border?
My body too is of their bent and order:
My every nerve vibrates to rapt delight,
And I distrain my life of its last treasure
As if my mounting days had brimmed their measure.
Christmas Greetings 1941
I walk the silent, Christmas-snowy path,
that goes across the homeland in its suffering.
At each doorstep I would like to bend my knee:
there is no house without mourning.
The spark of anger flickers in sorrow's ashes,
the mind is hard with anger, with pain tender:
there is no way of being pure as Christmas
on this white, pure-as-Christmas path.
Alas, to have to live such stony instants,
to carry on one's heart a coffin lid!
Not even tears will come any more -
that gift of mercy has run out as well.
I'm like someone rowing backwards:
eyes permanently set on past -
backwards, yes - yet reach .....
Meet Me in the Middle
Meet me in the middle
And I'll show you
The tiny things how I really
Get to know you
You've carried half of
Heavy weight for me
But there's light and lightness
Which isn't hard to see
You get to feel
The must and matter
You cannot see it
While you work or chatter
You have to stay
Quite still and leave it
Just to me
You have to wonder
Where this middle place
I opened my door and left you outside
In sorrow I wonder,
of what will I do?
I sit here and ponder.
What happened to you?
A mask not so fitting.
Your stories not true?
So clever, so witty..
Was none of it you?
Rainy night was the one.
When you opened my door.
Asked if I was alone?
Then answered, no more.
Dark night full of nothing.
Like air was all gone.
But you, you were something.
As a light from above.
No meaning, no hope..
Nothing new yet to come.
But now there was something.
A ray of light from the sun.
In that moment I wondered,
of what else was to come?
Because of what follows,
my mind was a .....
Those eyes, that keep everything bundled inside, wishing that everything's gonna be alright,
all I really wanted was to see you smile, my dedication, my hesitation, I'm no longer blind,
cause you're my light in the sky, hoping this time I'll get it right, I'll do it with all my might
I've never been one that's liked, wish you could be here,right here, part of my life, I can't really rhyme
I have to say what I say, I'll let the swing sway, over the edge of the world, I've found myself,
thinking of you once at least every day, so I wont stop the pursuit of happiness, I threw away,
Lips of an angel
i almost drank my life away
i couldn´t stand another day
with all this guilt i feel.
i almost put a bullet
between my own two eyes.
You couldn´t see but i´m
a real self-loather inside.
I drink and destruct
my self-balance´s disrupt.
Because i kissed
the lips of an angel.
Inside i feel you shined
a light to my hell
and all i ever want
is for my soul
to touch the lips
of an angel.
I´ve seen so many places
and seen so many faces
but all i ever felt was numb.
You took away my hatred
and gave me a sense of trust.
Now you´ve gone forever
and yo .....
The raven part 2
While all the world but you is asleep
the silence will be creeping in.
You'll feel the darkness flowing
through some cuts really deep within.
You've come to find the world
To have stayed this long, feels
waste of soul.
Will raven's croak stop this scary
or will your
demise be whole?
You've come to find your
tonight a deed has to be done.
A shattered heart is still
For deciding your fate you are
You´ve felt the wind of rope
the wintry breath of grim.
You've seen the final piece of hope
that's lost in night so dim.